In public spaces, moments pierce the soul,
Excruciating scenes that resonate deep.
Abandoned at the mall, I lose control,
You’ve turned away, your silence cuts, and weeps.

It’s not about the meals left on this tray,
But rather the weight of what remains unsaid.
So here we stand, with hearts in disarray,
Don’t come back now, let this chapter end.

What’s left is emptiness, a hollow score,
Go on, don’t look behind at what you’ve wrought.
You’ve ravaged me, and I can’t take much more,
The pain persists, a lesson harshly taught.

Yet still, I stand, though shattered to the core,
In view of this, I find I can't say more.